Fallen leaves are lifted up by the breeze.
A silent void awakens on tree barks.
Twilight veils up a deep dark curtain
wiping off the far away foot prints.
I look around.
The sea by my side is not visible anymore.
Only I can hear the roar.
I look back at my abode.
It's not far.
But I can't walk down there.
The sandy realism has intensified
and I am lifted by something beyond reason.